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Part 1 Overwatch Agents breaking the bed/desk

( some of these have breaking the bed others have same scenario similar but breaking other stuff 😏. NO MINORS ARE ALLOWED IN THIS FANFIC. PLEASE AND THANK YOU. RESPECT MY WISHES AS I WOULD YOURS.)

TW., Predator vs Prey, Mention of Heats but no a/b/o Kiriko has a cock, Fingering, insulting, Petnames as in “ Baby girl, Babe”. Etc, Smoking, Thigh Riding, Sex, Jerking Off, Over Thinking and self doubts, Oral Sex, Cum eating, Brat Taming, Size Kink, bonding, Body worship. Mentions of Old people, I’M TALKING IN THR SENSE OF 50-60 years old having sex obviously in Reinhardt part. Affirming. Degradation and praising. Reader gets slapped once.

( D.va, Cole Cassidy, Tracer, Genji,Reinhardt, Ana Amari, Symmetra, Kiriko.)

Continuation of this post

Side note: D.va is 22 in this, since she officially around the age 19-20 I aged her up for the comfort of my followers and Me. I will not be writing for Illari as she is 18.

Genji does not have a dick sense it a fanfic it won’t kill you for genji to have a smaller writing cause I can’t see him having a dick and it not hurting

Symmetra and Genji had the lowest amount of writing and it was because I have been working on this for two weeks and I didn’t want to recount the same thing over and over so I tried my best to switch it up the best as possible

I’ll be honest Pharah and Lifeweaver were supposed to be in this fanfic but when I was writing Reinhardt I didn’t realize that Reinhardt did sorta body worship so I had to skip Pharah, also the fact I felt it a little weird to have young Pharah in this fanfic in Ana fanfic and then write for older so for less confusion she will be in part two. I’ll be honest the prompt I had for Lifeweaver at the end thinking about it, it didn’t fully fit the theme of Lifeweaver so he will come to part 2-3 to.

NOW ONTO THE WRITING 🧡

D.Va ( Hana Song.)

• “ Hey Baby! welcome back! You came back so soon! OMG! I have so many things to tell you!” She Rushes to give you the biggest hug, To be expected she remembers you telling her that you were supposed to be gone for 5 months so to come back in only 3 months we’re surely a gift and one to be thankful. Coming to grab at your bags that you had packed with the help of her she rushes to put any heavy armor you had on you to the floor. “ Hana, you do not need to help me, I’m perfectly capable of taking my own armor and ammunition off myself just cause I’m back does not mean you need to do more work and stress yourself.” Mumbling and grumbling out the words she completely shushes you and grabs at your clothing pulling them off, shoving you into the Bathroom, “ Let me give you a little surprise BUT! After you take a shower you’re a little stinky!” She giggles placing a towel down and the beloved soap she made you buy. She quickly shuts the door and rushes around the house.

• Getting out of the shower with only a towel covering you, open the door to try and find where D.va was a lot harder than you expected. “ I thought you wanted me to-“ a gasp of air left your lips as you slowly come up to cover your eyes only to have your towel be drag to the floor by gravity itself. Peeking out through your fingers to the sight infront of you. Hana sitting on her work desk, wearing a dark red Lingerie, her legs which were crossed slowly came undone to open her legs completely wide.

• “ Come here.. it been so long since I have gotten to have you all to myself! Don’t be shy.” She lets out a pout as she gently lifts her hand to come beckon you over walking over to her she grab your hand and guides it towards her pussy, coming to move the fabric out of the way she helps you create a rhythmic movement, fingering her she moves her hand away to grab on your hair, pushing your face to be inches away from her face, she comes to grab at your cheeks to place her lips on your lips mouthing at your lips, sucking on the bottom of your lip she gently scoots backwards on the desk to give more space for you to have better access to her, coming to gently squeeze at your hip feeling so close to her climax she leans back on her hands.

• “ Please.. please, let me..” her head rolls back as her pussy contract as she let out a cry her fingers gripping your shoulders as her back arches she comes to let out a loud moan. Her body let out a heave as the table becomes lopsided falling to the ground causing both Hana and you to slam your body into the floor. She lets out a giggle from both pain and how equally shocked you both were. “ I guess I was too hot for this table to handle us both.” She divaly flick her hair from her shoulder as she comes to prop the top of her body up to come and look at you. “ Ready for round two! Player two?” She smiles down winking at you.

Cole Cassidy

• “ You mother fucker! You asshole, you son of a bitch! I hate you!” Screaming was heard throughout the house. Cole Cassidy, who was known as Jesse Mcree, sat on the couch with a smirk and a grin, tipping his hat down letting the woman take out her frustration and Anger on the cowboy. “ Baby girl take a breather before you become unable to breathe.” He grinned with a cigarette around his lips, watching as the woman storm up to him he grabbed her by her waist and dragged her down onto his lap slowly rubbing in circles on her skin around her waist. “ I know I said I wouldn’t smoke in your house but- bad habits die hard hun.” He mumbles grabbing his hat and placing it on the women head. “ you! Ugh you make me so frustrated!” Hearing the women screech he slowly move bounce her on his thigh. “ if you’re so frustrating and feeling feisty then get to riding, the saddle ain’t just for sitting on.” He let out a chuckle coming to bounce you roughly on his knee, nipping at your neck he slowly pulled at your sweater, letting it be pulled over your head.

• Being Mindful of the hat that was his signature cowboy look he roughly bounced you on his knee again, coming to bare handed rip your shorts off your body tossing the fabric that was in his hand over the side of the couch, grunting at the way your pussy clings to that underwear. Gently palming at your pussy he cups it in his hands coming to rub harshly at your clit over and over with fast pacing Movements. He started bouncing his knee short but pacing enough have your slick that started building up to come soak your underwear. “ Well well, look who the one who knows can’t handle having some of the fire that was first given.” He mumbled taking the cigar out of his mouth and letting it be smushed in the smoke cup. Rolling his head back in forth he grunts at the feeling of a puddle slowly start forming around his pants that were being rubbed back in forth in friction with your pussy. Moans and whines filled the area as he watches you come to cover your mouth closing your eyes, letting you roll your eyes as he suddenly stop. Smirking when he sees you whines and hit him on the shoulder from the painful feeling of being so close but so far from the delicious utopia.

• wandering Hands that were shakily come to undo his belt, grasping at his penis he felt you start to jerk him off, moving in a up and down stimulation, the movement cause him to let out a slur of shit and fuck me. As he comes to grab your wrist he grabs at your ass and one hand and moves you to straddle his waist. “ Let me help you babe, ride me Baby.” He piston his hips dragging his fat cock in and out of your tight hole, letting his cock kiss your cervix as he grips your hips grinding you down watching as your walls clinch and contract around his cock. “ fuck me baby that is some tight shit you have going on, damn baby.” He grunting and groaned as his hat started lop siding on your head

• “ shit baby!” The slam of a leg of the couch giving out. Causing the couple to slide to the left. There haft way on the couch and down as a groan and a whine was heard from the women. “ You need a better couch!” A groan was let out as she rubbed at her head, which was banged against Cassidy head. “ damn baby and we are so close..” he mumbled letting out a cough of a laugh. Sighing as he watches you walk into another room and grab a spare of clothing as he looked at you unimpressed. “ are you going to leave me hanging dear?” Watching you open the bathroom door and peeking your head back out of the bathroom. “ who said we can’t move it in here?”

Tracer

“ Love! What are you doing out here..? You’re supposed to be resting! I can’t believe you’re trying to be up and about right now.” She blinks towards you grabbing the mug out of your hand, “ I can’t believe you even had the audacity knowing that I’m right here faster to help you, all you had to do what ask!” She smiles gently guiding you back towards your room, setting the mug on the coffee table and gently setting you down on the bed, guiding you to lay back down. The injuries you sustained were worse than most missions you been subjected through harsh conditions which cause you to have to stay in bed even longer Emily both you and Lena Girlfriend had to go to work which left Lena staying home to take care of your injuries, given permission by her commanders to do so. “ I’m so sorry you are forced to go stay home, I know how you like to be out on the field.” Mumbling out an apology made Lena heart grow weak “ oh Love! You did nothing wrong stop being so hard on yourself! Everyone has some mess up and everyone can and will get injured from time to time and that will never make me feel less love for you.”

She suddenly lean in and hugged you tightly let out a big deep breathe in and out and snuggled with you coming to gently pull you down to be laying down. She comes to climb on top of you gently hugging you tucking your head inside her neck as she leaned her chin on your hair. “ You know.. if you ever want to retire from the field I nor Emily will not stop you, you deserve to live your life not stressing about what goes on in the field, I promise you, we will miss you but if you ever feel the need to take a step back the field will always wait for you to come back again. Don’t ever doubt your abilities.” She mumbles as she comes to gently smooch your face over and over when she felt you come to kiss her on the lips gently grabbing at her mouth pulling her into a long, sensual kiss before she felt you slowly peel away at her clothing tugging at her leather jacket and pulling at her tank top pulling it all off. “ oh baby! What are you trying to do to me? this is one of another one of your tricks now is it? Love you know we can’t do it. You still need time to recover and get your energy up. I cannot afford you hurting yourself because of me.” She mumbles as she tries to playfully slap your hands out of the way “ I love you insatiable come here.” As she felt you weren’t going to keep your hands away from her, she comes to peel off your clothing, the short skimpy nightgown that was dedicated all over your skin, came undone as she slowly comes to pull down your underwear.

Rubbing lovingly circles around your hips and pelvic bone she gently pulls one of your legs over her shoulder, licking up and down your folds she circles your clit and grazes it with her teeth, having a stifled moan and whine, she comes to start pushing your pussy closer to her mouth as she starts going at you. The warm sensation of her mouth all over your cunt, made the impending orgasm to effectively take over your body, the twitching and cry of pleasure as the headboard snap in haft hitting you in face and your upper body causes a loud yelp.

To Lena horror in shock seeing the headboard slid out on your head. She was frozen in place until she lift the headboard of the bed looking at you up and down gasping for air like a fish out of her mouth is dropped open she quickly scrambled to help you up as she paced around the bed quickly giving you ice and cleaning you up she let out another shaky apology as she looked at the headboard and look at you “ how are we gonna explain this to Emily… she’s gonna kill us love…” she mumbles a droopy expression as she tries to think of a way to avoid the obvious impending question.

“ Babe, I’m home! Where are you guys?”

Ana Amari

“ Mama! Mama!” The Screech of Young Fareeha was heard throughout the house, It was on constant repeat until a shush sound was heard from the soldier woman lips. “ Habibti being so loud is not necessarily, i understand you’re excited to see me but let not get to full of uncontrollable energy.” The Arabic women mutter kissing the forehead of her daughter. Giving her daughter the warmest hug “ Ana dear, I didn’t realize you would be home so soon.” Walking out of the kitchen was Ana Amari Wife of 6 years, wearing a slim but elegant yellow colored dress, Ana sighs at the feeling of being relaxed. Getting to take a minute to just relax in the warm environment and joy of her wife.

“ it been so long since I have seen my two beautiful girls, how are you doing.” Picking up Fareeha placing her on the snipers hip, leaning over to kiss her wife cheek, “ but you Miss need to go to bed, it is so late for you to stay up any longer than you have.” “ But Mum! I haven’t seen you in like forever! You will see me in the morning and I will be right with you and your mum will also be with you in the morning, we can play then but now is bedtime.” Fareeha let out a huff as she stomped up to her room. A sigh out of the sniper lips was heard, Ana moved towards her wife grabbing at her hips in a firm gesture. One of her hands come to take her wife hand and gently grasp at her wrist. Placing a kiss from her wrist to her shoulder gently sliding the straps of her wife dress off her shoulder. “ No, Ana We can’t Fareeha is hasn’t fully went to bed yet. We shouldn’t! She’ll be asleep sure enough just don’t make any more noise than usual.”

Yanking the Sniper into your share room, Ana pushes you into a wall and starts shedding her clothing first dropping her jacket and Bonet. Grabbing her back to remove her chest plate from her body she peeled it off and slam it on the floor. Unzipping her full Soldier outfit and dragging her legs out of it. She reaches for your bra, slowly unhooking the hook that ties your bra in place, Slipping out of it she throws it on the floor. Coming to kneel down on the floor she trails her kisses down to your hypogastric area. Coming to trail her fingers into peeling your underwear down, one of her wandering hands come to embrace your hands together. Moving her hair to her back, she comes to slowly place her tongue against your folds.

Licking up and down before locking her lips around your clit, poking and prodding at it. Her other hand that wasn’t connected comes to push two fingers into your vagina slowly thrusting in and out circling around the entrance before going deeper firmly pushing against the G-spot which causes a string of whimpers, Moans and Cry’s to erupt from the mouth of her wife. “ Oh Ana please don’t tease me I beg you.” A muffled voice filled the room. Moans and strings of please follow throughout the room as Ana speeds up her pace. Back in forth the sniper flattened her tongue along the edges of her wife folds. She could feel you pulse around her fingers as your free hand that wasn’t interlocked with her comes to yank and grab at Ana hair. Pulling and squeezing it she felt a gush of fluids around her fingers and her mouth, lapping up all the fluids she made sure that you were easily able to be aware of her and the setting around her.

As she comes to pick you up and put you on the bed a gasp of horror drawer her attention towards you then towards the direction which you stared at, a hole in the wall while it seem like just a little hole and not that big of a deal the horror of knowing that Fareeha will surely ask about it tomorrow morning cause a embarrassing cry.

“ We can just tell her you fell into the wall because of a game mommy was playing.”

Kiriko

The sound of panting and running throughout the woods is heard through echos and the trees that almost seem like a maze. Tree branches and sticks nicked and pull against the women skin as she runs further in a direction that she doesn’t even realize or notice if it the right way or the wrong way. Her mind feels like it a mushy blur as she keeps running away, the same message repeats in her head like a broken loop, “ you have 5 Seconds to start running. Once I catch up to you I’m not stopping nor will I give you a break. Start your running NOW.” Running past the broken tree that was broken from a lightening strike you started running the opposite direction to throw her off a chase. Even just a tiny bit of a slight second could help you but running from a Kitsune is harder than most people realize. It almost as if you can feel her breathe hard down your neck. A rush of air gives you goosebumps as you feel someone put out there leg stopping you from running and before you could brace for impact your suddenly on the ground. Face planted first.

Growling, huffing sound was heard from behind you as your mind suddently adjusted to the obvious fact that your body had fallen down. The sensation of pain and discomfort follows through as you let out a whimper, your left cheek is caked in mud the growling sound comes closer to you. Hands reached out and dig into your hips as forcefully you feel yourself be placed presenting for her. Ass up head down the feeling of being rutted into aggressively cause spews of Moans and mewling., The sound of ripping fabric fills the air as Kiriko rips your skirt off your body. Removing her leggings she lets out a feel grunts as her cock moved up and down your folds, gathering The slick that you were producing. “ I’m not holding on longer for you to adjust.” She Grunts as she pushes her cock through the right muscles into she bottoms out into you. “ oh baby, you’re so tight and pretty when you’re looking like this.” She lets out a grunt as she pulls back leaving just the head of her cock inside your warm embrace before pushing back in, pelvic to pelvic bone meet Eachother multiple times as she keeps fucking you raw. One of her hands that was holding the side of your hip comes to meet with your hand her mouth latches onto your shoulder as she bites down on it. Leaving teeth marks in your awake. “ How beautiful our Kits would be, one with your hair and eyes my personality.” She stop her ranting as a moan and few other cuss words followed out her mouth. Before either you or her could cum she got off of you leaving her cock drenched in wetness and leaking. Grabbing at your shoulders she rips you off the ground and slams you into a tree, picking up one of your legs she hooks your leg around her waist.

Grabbing her cock and pumping it a few times she pushed it back inside your pussy. Fucking you into the tree her knot gets bigger your insides feels even fuller than before as she grabs at your hips and slams you into her, “ Baby it coming! I need you to come with me fuck!” She grunts as her knot slips into you, blocking you from escaping the warm flood of semen that spurts out. Flooding your insides with warm embrace your cum mixed in with hers you feel her let out a huffy laugh. “ Baby look at this, the tree is haft way falling over.” She gave a big smooch as she gently tugged on her cock causing a grunt to fall from her lips. “ I have done a nice job. Maybe this time our kit will finally come to us.”

Reinhardt ( Size Kink.)

“ oh My Leibling how could I ever forget about how beautiful you are. Remember when we used to dance in the moonlight under the pavilion.” Reinhardt proclaim loudly as he entered the bathroom. He knew you were going to take a shower soon, you had already undress yourself “ oh Wilhelm! Get out! It best if you don’t see an old fool like me.” It been a while since he or you have seen eachother bare naked, you refused to be seen naked if it wasn’t yourself. “ oh could I ever stop loving you for who you are. Don’t try to hide yourself from me.” He gave you the puppy dog eye as he gently grabbed at your hips. “ oh Wilhelm you always put me to shame with your loving words but we both know this is not the same body i once had in our prime days.” A sad hum filled the room as Reinhardt mumbled “ Nonsense you are beautiful the way my wife has always been.”

The shower started running as Reinhardt changed the knobs for it to be warm. Reinhardt undressed himself in front as he walked into the shower, turning towards you he helped you in, using him for support in walking inside the shower the water started pouring onto each of your body’s. Grabbing the shampoo you started washing your own hair and his hair letting the water seep through his hair after your done making sure his whole roots were throughly cleaned and rinsed out. Rinsing out your own hair you go to bed down and grab the shampoo only for Reinhardt to firmly grab at your hips. “ you big buffoon what are you doing.” Swatting at his hands you go to pour yourself some conditioner only for him to take the bottle out of your hands, “ please just this once.. let me love you like we were when we were in our prime. I beg you Liebling, Don’t hide yourself from me. We both have grown old, you shouldn’t be ashamed to hide this body of yours.” A action you didn’t expect is for Reinhardt to fall to his knees his hair getting beaten down by the shower, water drips from between your guys body as Reinhardt comes to gently lay his head on your stomach, his beard scruff against your own skin. “ oh Reinhardt, how you make me feel the same way you always do, stand up dear, if you really want me now even if my body is old and aching, then do so as you wish.” a happy smile is brought to his face as he comes to stand up towering over you he brings you into a kiss, a passionate one as he places his leg between your legs.

He comes to lean down, kissing and sucking at your neck as he leaves hickeys going over your neck and all the way down to your breast. Moving some of your grayish, white hair out of the way he practically inhales at your breast, sucking and twerking at your nipple. “ oh Reinhardt you make me feel so good.” A blush surely formed on your face as Reinhardt grunted at your comment he comes to have his other hand that wasn’t occupied by stimulating your hard nipples to find your cunt. Sliding a finger and adding a digit he comes to loosen your pussy, making it easier access for his thick cock. No matter how many ages go by could be decades or it could be years, one thing has never changed about Reinhardt. It is his thick cock that have always been to hard to handle alone.

As he comes to add a third finger into your pussy he heard and felt something that was neglected from him for too long. He felt you tighten around his finger and gush on him. Your mouth makes pretty sound almost music to his ears as he felt your wrap your arms around his neck holding on. He knew you felt weak as your legs tremble from the sensation you had not gotten use to. Seeing your pussy was loose enough to start the tedious process, he positioned your squirming hips as he backed you into a wall. Grabbing the head of his cock he position it right at your vagina entrance and pushed in. The small moans of satisfaction cause Reinhard to slowly start deep thrusting into you. His hips coming to push against your own as one of his big palms come to push firmly against your belly. He could feel his cock inside of you causing a small bump to form. His pace picks up so did the moans and grunts that followed after both of your mouths “ oh Reinhardt please.” A whimper and whine thrown him off the charts as he started to pick up his pace ever slightly faster and harder. His cock drills into your inside “ Let us both cum at the same time my dear.” He grunts as he grabbed your chin kissing you before giving one more thrust which cause both of you to reach your climax. The feeling of your inside being mushy was very intense as it was like an invisible string that snap you from preventing an organism. The shower head had broken off without both of you even noticing.

“ Reinhardt dear, your head does not look so well did you hurt your head from banging it against the shower head to hard. These bones will be achy tonight, I just know it.”

“ I felt great glory and honor! That small weak thing did not hurt me at all! Nor will anything else hurt me or keep me from you!”

Genji ( Best friend can’t get off.)

“ sometimes i feel like Hanzo sent us on this mission instead of himself. He is definitely just as qualified to do this mission. I do not mind spending time with you, but sometimes it feels weird knowing that Hanzo bails out on us all the time to do other private things he wish not to discuss with me.” Genji remarks quietly to himself, he had just finished his mission and waiting for you to finish up in your room. He kept running over in his mind what to say to his crush. Repeating the same sentence over and over. Trying to decide what words would be the best to tell you only for him to just say and put a hand on his head. “ what am I even doing at this point, she wouldn’t mind me messing up with simple thing such as words.” He groaned as he messages his head from an upcoming headache from, the mask. He comes to settle on just knocking on the door. He waits for a minute or two and when he realize you were not answering the door, he quickly picks up your key from under your doormat, which he has told you multiple times not to leave your key under your doormat so people don’t break in and slowly turn the knob and open your door.

He knocked on the door, just a couple times, even though he opened it to make sure that you couldn’t hear him as he slowly walks into your house and overwatch bases. All agents have a door that leads to a small apartment that has all necessities and stuff like a basic life would have. He comes to look around your house trying to find if somehow you had accidentally passed out while he was away “ I’m here.” He slightly yells out as he goes to your bedroom, hearing a noise, he suddenly opening the door expecting to see you there doing your makeup or asleep, he was not expecting to see you fully naked fingering yourself as you cover one of your mouth. Not even noticing that Genji was there, a few slurs of cursors tumble out of your mouth as he watched you trying to get off to him. “ oh Genji please Genji, oh Genji.” It seemed like you were almost at your climax that was so close but so far away, he quietly walks up to the bed and places a firm hand cupping your pussy, sliding a hand over your mouth the first reaction was a scream. Whipping your head around you see the one person you have been trying to get off to and crying out for him he lets out a grunt as he feels how wet you are. A small gasp was let off as he took off his lower part of his mask.

Grabbing your thighs with a firm grip he lifts them up to have them over his shoulders as he moves the two fingers that were in your cunt away. Pushing you back with a firm shove he takes a bit lick at your pussy. Moving his tongue around, horizontal, vertical all the way around, making sure the juices that were flowing out of your cunt were all slurp up. Pinning your hips down he leans up to rut against your pussy, a wet stain started to form each time he rutted against you his pant leg becoming increasingly obvious the arousal on it.

“ Don- ( grunt.) ever try to hide this, if you liked me why not ask.” He huffs as he adds a finger into your pussy in and out, he speeds up his fingers as he keeps rutting into you. Catching a climax was easier for you, reaching your high, you looked over at him seeing that he hasn’t cum or atleast hadn’t shown he did. “ you didn’t climax… did I do something wrong?” “ no uh.. i just.. I don’t have a dick. A incident made me unable to provide semen nor the male reproduction system.” He looked blankly as he got up from the floor, seeing scraps and a few broken wood from under the bed. “ maybe we went too hard for this bed.. I don’t like this bed.”

Symmetra ( Bonding, Hard Light.)

“ my hard light isn’t the only thing that helps me get through tough battles, it makes great use for these type of situations to. When the bratty girl thinks that just because I give her everything she wants that I will excuse her atrocious attitude, While you may have that idea I have certainly not.” Three turrents hang from her canopy bed all of them forming hard light chains that individual wrap around each different limb of your body. One that wraps around your neck, your arm and one around your legs. All firmly holding you in place. The light that surrounds it feels funny, light and almost like an invisible bonding that holds you against your will. Symmetra slowly takes off her outer layer only leaving her in a skintight jump suit. Leaning over she slowly pulls down your pants, still not moving to much to touch in places she knows would make you feel good.

“ you have disgusted and revolted on the idea of being a brat, brats don’t deserve no sympathy now do they? Mh? I don’t think so, you can sit right here and wait for mommy like you should have already been.” She yanks off your shirt and slap your breast before squeezing your nipple firmly with her nails. “ what a horrible slut you have become for mommy, I will put you in your place.” Grabbing at your cheeks she forcefully opens your mouth latching onto your mouth she starts sucking at your lips as her hand wanders all around your body. Coming to rip your panties straight off she peels off her tight jumpsuit to reveal a strap. The hand that was occupied slowly comes in your line of sight as she giggles

“ we have set up the car wash now it is time for you to get to work my dear.” She pulls out a wand and starts abusing your clit with it, rubbing it all over and firmly putting the pleasure all over the tiny numb.

“ I want you to turn around ass up now.” She slaps your thigh as you listen to her demands and turn around ass up. Grabbing the wand she places the wand back on your clit as she lines her strap perfectly with your vagina, pushing in and out she let the pink strap slide in and around your walls, leaving you to shamely moan, fucking you in doggy style she squeezes and pinches at your butt. Her pelvic hitting your pelvic all over again as she feels herself sobbing wet. Grabbing at your hair she turns you back onto your back as she peels the strap off, “ No-no! I- I was so close to- baby please” the strangle cry was clearly seen by her.

As she puts both her legs over your waist and starts grinding down on your pussy with her pussy. Shoving your mouth with the piece of your underwear that she teared off she shoves her manicure fingers into your mouth, jumping and grinding in a repeat motion cause a stimulation chain for both of you, edging yourself and her she desperately grinded for what she needed “ cum now!” Symmetra let out a whine shoving her nails further into your mouth knuckle deep as she felt her climax start approaching rapidly and fast. “ let’s go baby!” She groaned her climax suddenly caused a moment where Symmetra eyes closed and slide back into her head. She grabs with her other hand at the canopy bed leg. Only for haft of the side of the canopy to fall over, landing haft way on top of you and on Symmetra side.

“ what- what mess did we do? I-“ she mumbled still trying to heavily adjust to her climax that was stronger than ever before, the rage of you being a brat was the most thing that got to her as she let out a huff, coming to pick up her outfit and start putting it back on, changing her panties she gave you a kiss on the lips as she took down the turants that held you up.

“ I do recommend we use these again under more better circumstances but for now our focus should be to clean this mess up.. after… we take a minute to recollect our minds and bodies…”

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Yandere Miguel O’Hara with a Tracer-like!S/O

While rewatching Sigma’s origin story from Overwatch (because it’s so cool and chilling), I was suddenly interested in exploring how Miguel would react to a significant other who, similar to Tracer, has a condition that causes them to fade in and out of existence. Although, in this case, his s/o would just randomly teleport from dimension instantaneously since they wouldn’t be “anchored” to their present dimension. Anyways, this is just a fun little concept I thought of. (And I’m considering making a crack post where you are a part of the Shadow Wizard Money Gang…)

TW: stalking, mild mention of violence

Assuming that Miguel knew you before you got afflicted with your current condition, he would definitely be a worry-wart, even if he tries to hide it.

Rather than have the bracer every Spider-Person has, he personally requested (read: demanded) that you have a bracer of your very own. It grounds you to the current dimension you’re in so that you don’t randomly vanish, and it constantly sends your location to Miguel no matter the conditions you’re in. Of course, your bracer doesn’t have any dimension-traveling functions since your affliction already allows you to do that, but it does help you manage the ability better (while also notifying Miguel every time you use it).

If you do use your ability when you’re not in Miguel’s presence, expect a lecture about using your power responsibly. Though, really, Miguel just doesn’t want you to get too comfortable with the idea of leaving him spontaneously hopping through dimensions on your own.

Despite the bracer, however, Miguel prefers to monitor you in person whenever he has the time, though he goes out of his way to make his monitoring less creepy and more appealing for you. For everyone’s sake, it’s best if you at least don’t mind him being around you all the time, so he’ll bring you out to your favorite places or partake in your hobbies in order to warm you up to the idea of him being near you almost constantly.

He would have a heart attack if, somehow, your bracer broke or was taken off. Even if it was repaired or you wore it again immediately after, you would never be able to leave his sight for the next couple of weeks because he fears that you’ll vanish again from his dimension and never be seen again.

He would also attempt to prevent you from interacting with “bad influences.”

Who are these “bad influences” you may ask? Well, for starters, there’s Miles, Hobie, and Peter, since Miguel is 100% sure that they would encourage you to master your ability and use it freely. Then, there’s any version of Dr. Octavius and The Spot for a plethora of reasons.

Don’t even think about joining him or the other Spider-People on missions. You’re staying back at home base until he or someone he trusts is able to monitor you.

Should you be a little devil and teleport to dimension to help out anyway, you’ll essentially get timeout. (A timeout, in his perspective, is you staying in his room until he decides you can leave.)

He’ll definitely ignore any protests you might have regarding traveling to other dimensions and respond with patronizing comments about how “you won’t be able to fend for yourself out in the multiverse” without him or “your condition is just making you think they way.” But, no matter how incessant your complaints may be, he will never snap at you.

As you may have noticed, Miguel isn’t very violent or outwardly aggressive towards you in this situation. If anything, he’s more of an overly protective and smothering yandere, which is all thanks to your current condition. Although, while he isn’t violent with you, don’t expect the same from anyone who disobeys his rules regarding you.

Well, you might consider your situation as a condition, a quirk of yours that you have to manage, but he considers it as an illness, an infection. (For the record, it is not infectious.)

For all the frustration that your uncontrollable dimension hopping brings him, he knows that, in the end, it’s not your fault. You happened to be at the wrong place at the wrong time and are now forced to deal with the consequences. As such, you don’t deserve to be treated as if you intended for this to happen.

Of course, he has everyone look into ways to cure your “illness.” Not that dealing with your symptoms is a problem or a burden! Miguel simply wants you to be able to return to your normal life without all of this dimension dissociation nonsense.

In the end, you just need him to protect you more because you’re sick. You may not see it that way, but you will eventually.

#yandere miguel o'hara #yandere #yandere x reader #male yandere #atsv x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o'hara x reader #yandere atsv #yandere imagines

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wisteriaiswriting · 2 months

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can you do headcannons for sombra, tracer and mercy handling a drunk reader?

𝔻𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕜 𝕊/𝕆

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𝕊𝕠𝕞𝕓𝕣𝕒:

Will encourage you to keep drinking, remembering your limits so you don’t go past them.

Throughout your time drinking she’s making sure you stay safe.

Constantly laughing at you and the dumb stuff you do.

Will ‘convince’ you to do some of the dumbest shit just to record to blackmail you later. (It’s going in her ‘drunk s/o’ file)

There’s no need to walk back to base when she can just teleport you both, which she does without complaints.

If you wear makeup she’ll carefully wipe it all off, otherwise anything else stays on until the morning.

𝕋𝕣𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕣:

Since you’re drinking it’s likely she was also drinking, but only tipsy.

Constantly touching you in some way, you won’t be leaving her arms.

Only slightly encourages you to do stuff, never shouting it.

It takes forever to get back to base, as you both are stumbling.

In the end nothing is removed, both falling asleep in everything you left in.

𝕄𝕖𝕣𝕔𝕪:

She stays completely sober throughout the night, unlike you.

Makes sure you don’t go wandering off, never leaving her sight, barely arms length.

Watches over you to stay safe, do the same for herself.

Doesn’t let you do anything embarrassing or harmful in any way.

Makes sure you both quickly yet safely return back to base.

Removing anything remotely uncomfortable is removed before bed.

#overwatch x reader #overwatch x male reader #overwatch sombra #overwatch sombra x reader #sombra x reader #overwatch tracer #overwatch tracer x reader #tracer x reader #overwatch mercy #overwatch mercy x reader #mercy x reader #wisteria♥

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astarlow · 9 months

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hello! would love to see widow, mercy, moira, and ashe reacting to their long lost female s/o who was brainwashed. thank you and stay safe!

Characters: Widowmaker, Ashe, Moira Form: Mix Warning: Character death (Ashe's part) Synopsis: After being together for quite some time, s/o disappears without leaving a trace, making their partner reacts Word Count: 2 377 A/n: Hey! I didn't include Mercy because I have done something similar and you can find it here I hope you'll like it for these characters tho! And for the anon that has requested this, sorry for the wait. The draft has been sitting for 3 years ;-; and I just had the motivation to finish it

Widowmaker

🕷️Her sudden disappearance did not concern her, at least, in the beginning

🕷️As time passes, she does get slightly worried but never will she ever admit or show it

🕷️She knows something is amiss when even Sombra can't tell her where she is

🕷️The pain and doubts never fade but she is trained to be a stone-cold killer, she is a fool to believe she could love again

🕷️The next time she meets her, she's in a reclused village in France.

🕷️The place where she met her for the first time and decided to spare her. To this day she still doesn't understand why she did it

She walks in the street, strolling down the path she used to take with her lover. It is only memories now, fading where it belongs, in a void deprived of any emotions. She hides her face with a scarf, her blue skin with gloves and not an inch of her body is visible. Only her face is. She stops in front of a church, next to it is a crèche. Her body halts for a millisecond, recognizing the face leaving the building right away.

She watches her go to the centre of the village, to the garden. She follows her from afar, just like a shadow looming in the dark, like the assassin she is.

She sats on a bench surrounded by children. She takes a book out of her bag, reads it to them and entertains them. A smile graces her face but it is quickly replaced by a frown.

'What is she doing here? After all this time, why is she suddenly appearing before her?'

"Watcha doing love?" This voice belongs to someone she personally knows and not in a good way. She curses internally for allowing herself to grow dull. She didn't notice them coming up nor did she expect Overwatch agents to be in such a small and calm city. Although as a Talon agent, she should be on her guard every time.

She inspects all of her options, weighing each one of them. Tracer shakes her head, pointing at the people posted behind her. "Nu-uh you're not escaping this time love. What are you doing here?" She stays calm, face stoic as she watches her fading into the distance, ushering the kids to go away. She scoffs, what else should she expect?

"This doesn't concern you-" she raises her eyebrows. "-and I am not here to cause trouble."

"I'm not believing in a lie, come on, what would a renowned Talon assassin be here, in a small town like that?" That is indeed a question she couldn't counter. If she did, she would show her weakness. She is surprised when someone links their arms with her own.

"Sorry, sorry. I was so caught up in my storytelling with the kids I forgot about my meeting with her." That is a voice she longed to hear, even if she denies it now. She surprised herself when she stays, arms still linked with hers.

"Uhm- are you sure about that?"

"Yes, you must have confused her with someone else. We'll be taking our leaves, sorry for bothering you." She drags her away under a confused-looking Tracer and a furious soldier. Once they are in a calmer area, she scratches the back of her head with a sheepish smile. A pink hue dusts her cheeks.

"Sorry, I don't know why I did this but you seemed quite uncomfortable in this situation and... It might be silly but it feels like I know you from somewhere." So she has forgotten about her. At least, she got out of this tricky situation thanks to her. Should she pursue their conversation? Mingling her with Talon once again? It is a selfish wish. She already had gone through this one time, why should she a second time?

"You must have made a mistake." And with that, she walks away. She doesn't expect her to block her way.

"Then how about I invite you to drink in a little café? That way, I could get to know you truly."

Ignorance is bliss, she shakes her head, convincing herself she wouldn't drag her one more time through this hell.

"I need to go," she says hastily, voice turning ice cold. If she stays any longer, she won't be able to say no to her. She stares at her form, deflated a bit but a grin on her face nonetheless.

"I'll see you around then Amé!" She almost whips her head around at the mention of her name but she knows better than to do so. It would make her hope, make them hope.

"Such a foolish girl," she mutters through an imperceptible smile.

She doesn't know why she chose this name. Maybe it was those scarce visions appearing before her. Maybe it was because of this little voice in her head repeating the same name, again and again. Once it does pass her lips, it feels natural to her.

Her first love was free and an experiment, the second time was a punishment. She wouldn't allow herself to love a third time. Who knows what unfathomable thing would happen to her? She already lost her memories and it was already enough.

Ashe

🧨she isn't worried when she disappears, not one bit

🧨they are used to living apart, without any info about the others for months

🧨she starts to have her doubts when even members of her gang don't know where she is. She tells her crew to keep an eye out for any info they could gather about her

🧨she curses herself when they don't find her after intensive searches

🧨she'll keep up her job as the boss of the Deadlock gang but she is worried about her s/o, BOB can tell it and soon, the members of the gang notice it too

🧨She doesn't expect her at all, in front of her, stopping to pull out another heist

Ashe always has a backup plan. She always expects something to go wrong during her mission, that’s why she is prepared for everything and anything. Although this time, she has to admit nothing could prepare her for this situation.

"What's all this about?" She shouts to know what is causing so much trouble to her men. They shout over each other and it becomes a mess to understand what they are trying to say. At some point, she became used to this.

Shots are being fired and she hears the sirens of the police. She reloads her rifle, whistling to get the attention of BOB. She takes a bag filled with loot but drops it when someone shoots at it.

"Boss... we have a problem," one of them mutters and she rolls her eyes.

"No shit."

They are surrounded by police officers and if she could see clearly, even some Overwatch agents. What on Earth are they doing here? She restrains herself to spit at the face of an old comrade.

"Of course, I had to find you here," she spat out with animosity laced in every word. He shrugs smugly, puffing out a cloud of smoke from his cigar. No one is shooting yet, but they all know it'll start soon.

"Don't blame me, Ashe, just trying to figure out why on Earth she joined us." He points at something behind her and she tilts her head to look at it. Her eyes widen before they are filled with anger. She throws herself at her, ready to punch her but she avoids her blow easily. Cassidy stares at them for a moment before leaving them alone. He'd better help his friends.

"So there you were, hiding all this time and working with the law, I should've known you were just like him!" She aims, shooting at her. She takes cover and the rain of bullets starts. "BOB, shoot!" He wakes up from his slumber, attacking all of his targets one after another. Those who escaped the first round of bullets are hit by successive waves of bullets until BOB had to reload. Ashe lets him take care of them while she pursues her once lover and partner in crime.

She finally catches up with her, taking her down with a bullet in the leg. She tumbles to the ground, her weapon falling from her hand. She stomps on it, glaring at her with her teeth gritting each other. She didn't expect her to cry when she finally faces her.

"Now why would you traitor want to cry? I should be the one upset right now, you betrayed us!" She doesn't struggle, she just keeps crying uncontrollably.

"I-I don't even k-know you-" she lifts her by grabbing her collar, staring at her right in the eyes.

"Tell me this once again, in the eyes." She keeps her eyes on her, tears flowing freely on her face.

"I don’t know you! I don't know who you are, yet-" she brings a hand to her face to wipe them to get a clear look at her. "-yet why am I crying over a stranger? Why is my heart hurting me in the worst way possible? Why is it that my chest hurt so much when I look at you?" She drops her to the ground, examining everything about her. It hurts her to admit that she doesn't lie. What has she gone through to not remember a single thing about her? After everything they have been through. Their heists together, planning them in the dead of the night when no one else was awake besides the two of them, their love...

"I can't recall a thing, but those feelings... Why won't they go away?! I am supposed to hate you, you're breaking the law but- why is this sentence haunting me everywhere I go? Why can't I remember anything else but this: 'Don't work with the law and always punish betrayal'" She walks away, taking her rifle in her hands.

"And I will. You betrayed us, you betrayed the Deadlock Gang... You betrayed me. I'm not gonna let this slide." There is only one way to get rid of this feeling. She turns around, ready to aim before she changes her decision. Although the pool of blood on the ground makes her aware of things she hasn't acknowledged yet.

"What?" She coughed blood and following her instincts, she placed her hands on her wound and put some pressure on it. Ashe rushes to her side, feelings clashing with her logic. Her eyes quickly scan her surrounding, falling on B.O.B.

"Damn it..." The shot came from him but it's too late anyways.

"I'm sorry... I can't remember your face and the things that we went through. If I could- I know I'd be more than sorry-" "Shut it. You have no right to apologize after disappearing like that!" Tears are flooding from s/o's eyes, smiling apologetically while her consciousness slowly slips away.

"I know but I feel like apologizing for all the unknown hurt I've caused you... Sorry, Ashe, for everything." Ashe grips her by the collar.

"Don't you dare die on me like this s/o!" B.O.B comes in, scooping Ashe away as the police officers finally caught up to them.

"Shoot at them!!" Ashe struggles against B.O.B's grip but he carries her away from her once lover. The last thing she sees was s/o lying on the ground, bleeding to her death.

Moira

🧪Moira doesn't even notice in the first few weeks, being busy with her experiments and field research

🧪Sombra being her coworker do tell her her s/o has been missing for a few weeks

🧪She's not going to search for her intensively, rather, she'll ask Sombra do to the search for her

🧪When she comes back empty-handed, she knows she's not going to have much luck with her search as well

🧪So she gives up on the search but will look out for any pieces of information related to her s/o. She asks Sombra as well to be on the lookout

🧪When she comes face to face with her, it's a rather interesting conversation that ensues

Moira rarely leaves the talon base. Whenever she does, it's to gather data for her research or to pick up test subjects. So for her to be outside the base at this hour of the day, it's rather a curious decision. News of s/o has been spreading. Thanks to Sombra's research, she has been seen around Talon's base. With no memories of her life. Moira doesn't fully believe those rumours, but they couldn't have appeared out of nowhere.

She has a book with her, to read while she sits in a cafe. Her mind on her book while her eyes scan the people walking in front of her. She doesn't try to be discreet, she doesn't care about people's judgement. She flips another page of her book and she raises one of her eyebrows when someone approaches her.

"Oh! I read this book not long ago, someone recommended it to me but I can't recall their name. How are you founding it so far?"

"Fascinating. Truly fascinating..." she mutters to herself as s/o stands in front of her. Seemingly not recalling she's the one who recommended this book to her.

"Right? Ah- sorry, I hope I did not interrupt your reading." Moira observes her every move and words. Anything that could hint why s/o doesn't recognize her. Amnesia, brain tumor, dementia? What could possibly cause this sudden memory loss?

"Of course, not. It is always more entertaining to discuss a book with someone else rather alone. Take a seat. Let's discuss further."

"Oh, alright." As the discussion progresses, Moira notes some elements. S/o doesn't remember much. She lost most of her memories. She started to keep her memories one month ago. That coincides with when she disappeared. For the moment, it makes sense.

She still has to figure out why it happened. Or how. She doesn't want to rush this. After all, it'll be suspicious for her if she keeps insisting on knowing her past. She's willing to expand the time of her experiment if it means she's going to have an answer in the end. How fascinating, truly.

"Today has been interesting. Would you like to meet up again?"

#overwatch x reader #widowmaker x reader #ashe x reader #moira x reader #ow writing #asked and answered #amélie lacroix x reader #elizabeth caledonia x reader #moira o'deorain x reader #amélie x reader #elizabeth x reader #overwatch mix

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hoppingonjim · 6 months

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Venturing- Holland March

summary: with a suddenly boring sex life, holland decides to spice it up with anal!

cw: i forgot about the cast first of all. other than that there's anal, lube, afab!reader, cum kink (?) , mocking/degrading it's very soft, teasing, spanking, praising and implied that holland eats the reader out after. (not the ass!!!)

all of it had begun with a quick tap to your ass. the newspaper consumed you that morning and the detective could feel jealousy writhe within him. a heart pierced and a cock needy. o forgetting the suppleness of your curves and flesh. all of it had begun when he slammed himself with the realization he couldn’t withdraw from the sweet saccharine of your pleasure.

boredom had seeped through the gates of your relationship. the moat once shielding you two from sighs and wandering eyes suddenly blunt. level to the ground. making love to you, although ravishing, had become routine. holland was never a man for routines and he expected you to be educated on that matter.

experimental. the word thrilled him as his eyes ventured towards the curvature of your clothed ass. hips protected by cheaply sewn denim with embroidered silver pockets. the swirls stamped his mind and served his cock with ideas. the routine of slamming himself into you, reeling in your mewls and screams, all of it remained exciting. your tightness never faltered for his cock. the warmth and compactness of your pussy satisfying as ever to the detective. change was needed to keep staleness only something out of an imagination.

magazines fell into his possession. hot pink words plastered on creamy paper, educating him on expeditions to embark on in the seclusion of his bedroom. your bedroom. ideas sprung into his mind, a hand falling to relieve the sudden spring in his crotch. was this it? had he finally found the cure to boredom?

the bedroom that night became a jungle. the adventure he’d partake in new territory for you and him. again, he’d be stealing your virginity for his own possession. the way he liked it.

all these ideas came into conversation when you were lulled by humming in his arms. the melancholic tattoo adorning his hand becoming a tracer for the daintiness of your fingertip. the voice speaking was one that climbed towards persuasive, falling into its clutz shape. with a politician's lip he articulated his desires. the blandness of your intimacy was dulling him. there needed to be a liveliness again, he recommended. for him the apex of the discussion drew when you could nod your head, eyes directing him to the nightstand. carefully placing you aside, he'd reach for the silver curved handle, pulling it out softly. the contents inside were enough to satisfy him, a hand proudly obtaining the lube. the pop of the cap rang throughout the room and a cheeky grin was thrown your way. you could've swooned.

crawling towards him from your once fetal position, your fingers curled over the hem of his sweatpants. only a tug would suffice to bring the thick cloth to the root of his leg. which, he'd kick away to the floor below. it the span of seconds you were able to note how the topic of anal aroused him already- you two had barely even begun. the only starting point was him holding the lube mischievously in his fingers.

the world seemed to halt when he witnessed you slide down your thick white gown. the milky fabric slinking off to collet in the swamp of clothing beneath. the breath he needed was lodged in his throat, his hardness speaking speeches for him. upon seeing him desperate your tongue would swipe over your bottom lip. wetting the once dry surface, eyes stayed pasted to him.

the squirting of the bottle lingered in the room. the nodding of his head escorting you to arrange on all fours. there was no thong blocking his view nor a bra to hold your breasts, it was a sight he knew would play in his mind for ages. you, so obedient, patiently exposing yourself to him. waiting. surely in agony- at least he hoped so. his hand adorned his cock in strokes, applying the slick substance. the leftover liquid on his fingertips was used for another purpose, you. his index finger, oiled in lube, traced your puckered asshole. the timid hole he was so excited to ruin.

“can you handle it, princess? me inside your ass?”

you can only answer with a nod.

the position you're in remains too upright for his liking. a hand swoops down, slamming your back flat (as flat as it could go), relishing in new arch your stature provides, with your pussy glistening in need, he can only put those thoughts on the backburner in his mind, “looks like you like the idea a lot, huh baby?”

with a grip jailing your hips, he works to prevent tiring squirming. your wiggling, although arousing, would chip away his concentration. indentations of fingernails were already littered deep into your gentle skin as his free hand circled his tip over your asshole. it's annoying, the tedium lurking in his actions. the all knowing grin you can hear through his little tsks.

but your jaw drops when you finally can feel his tip inside of you. a groan erupts from his lips within seconds. you're tight, clenching around his hard cock, “how's it feel, princess? can i keep going?”

“y-yeah.” your words are chopped and thrown out. loops swarm your head as you already feel dazed with the new sensation. a quarter filled with cock, and half full of lube, you're already aching for more. the assurance you gift is brought with a seemingly pauperized nod.

more of him is slid inside of you. his thrusts are choppy, the groans mirroring the ruggedness. your tightness isn't comparable to your pussy, it's beyond that. the sensations already begin to seclude him. losing himself in your clenched ass, his thrusts grow harder. pleasure conceives restless strings of rubble groans. savagely he makes sure you feel all of him. the pain transcends into something enjoyable, at least for you. the adventure of a puckered entrance seeps into your own conscience. finally you can understand the craze. the mad man behind you bottoms himself out, heavy balls slapping your weeping slit below. each time moans slide from your lips. whines follow when he pulls himself out- he teases you, “you need it baby? beg for it sweetie, c'mon.” and like the good girl you are, you oblige. obliging means he slams himself into you again. ramming his cock as far as he can in pure desperation. sweat drips from his dusted gold tresses that grow tousled with every energized plunge. his words harmonize a sweet melody for you, having your edge creep closer and closer. in the frenzy, the hand keeping your back down migrates to land a coarse blow onto your ass.

a squeal rips from your mouth. the smirk tugging his lips only stretches, “yeah? does my dirty girl like that? fuckin nasty, say it. you love me spanking you.” his demands reign true.

“fuck yeah, holland, keep spanking me- please . need it, need you so bad-” you're cut off by another smack. the print plastered on your ass screams in rouge while the abdomen of his fingers scream in slight pain. your words only egg him on further. the animalistic thrusts only grow increasingly coarse, you feel his fat cock twitch in your ass. it's too much, for both of you. another thrust, your eyes squeeze shut. your pussy welcomes another wreck of his balls, hitting your sopping hole hard.

it's only a few more seconds until you can feel his hot load shoot into you. just not the familiar way. your own release follows suit and of course holland notices. the cracked moans you mewl, the way your body flinches and almost falls limp. yet once he pulls out, you finally give in to complete limpness. he's slow in his movements, eyes glued to the way his cum leaks from the security of your forbidden hole. proudly, he still watches. his chest puffed outwards in complete confidence. the mattress sucks him in once he decides to fall beside you, tapping your ass for good measure. except the tap is soft and gentle.

“how was that baby, i can clean you up, if you want.” the scorching thought of his mouth lapping up your own cum, swallowing it all, is one that pleases you.

again, you give him a nod. the words are too late to arrive.

“i'll go gentle sweetheart, i promise.”

#holland march #holland march smut #holland march x reader #holland march x you #holland march x y/n #holland march fic #the nice guys #the nice guys fic #ryan gosling smut #ryan gosling fic #ryan gosling x reader #ryan gosling x you #ryan gosling x y/n #nasty smut #excuse me for this ty

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r00kaline · 28 days

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How would Overwatch characters have you saved in their phone?

Tanks:

*Roadhog- Probably first name basis when it comes to contact info, probably in big ass bold letters so he would see it better though.

*Reinhardt- Saves people as numbers in his phone, so you'd probably be the number of the next contact.

*Orisa- Your callsign with maybe ":)" at the end depending on how close you are.

*Sigma- Definitely a weird nickname of your actual name, something that he made up and went with, it's probably not even close to your actual name.

*Doomfist- The incorrect spelling of your name.

*Zarya- Russian nickname on what she thinks about you (Slavics understand what I mean).

*Junker Queen- Something about your physical traits which helps her identify who you are.

*Rammatra- Also probably just your name.

*Mauga- Emoji as your contact name.

Attackers:

*Genji- Your name spelled in Japanese to help him read it.

*Torbjorn- Either "Kid #whatever" or no name at all.

*Ashe- Probably a southern nickname like "Chick" or "That One".

*Echo- Saved as your real name with the initial at the end.

*Hanzo- Pretty much the same as Genji but your callsign.

*Junkrat- Maybe "Sheila" or like "The Special One", he has the weirdest contact names for people that make no sense to anyone but him.

*Mei- Your social media username.

*Pharah- Your full legal name with the initials and what not.

*Reaper- No contact name either, just a profile picture.

*Soldier 76- The country of your home flag.

*Sombra- "Amiga/o" and than your name.

*Symmetra- Your callsign with two emojis that she thinks match you.

*Tracer- A short nickname of your name in all caps and even an exclamation point.

*Widowmaker- Your name in her contacts is based off the color of your hair, somehow, it's a bit too accurate too. It can also be based off of a little detail about u like a specific spot with a birthmark or something.

Supports:

*Briggite- "The" and then how she views or thinks of you.

*Moira- "Little girl/boy" or smth like that.

*Zenyatta- Also your full name but spelled in weird ass initials.

*Ana- Probably a nickname she has for you, very short one but only uses it on contacts.

*Baptiste- An emoji that does not match your name whatsoever.

*Lucio- Your callsign with a smiley face.

*Mercy- Probably "Mein Freund" followed up with your name.

*Kiriko- An emoji of your spirit animal.

*Lifeweaver- Something that would correlate with your special ability so he can remember you easily.

Please request something in the comments with COD, OV2, or TF2, I am on a block and am currently trying to wrap up one smut for a friend that I'll post.

#overwatch #headcanon #overwatch 2 #ow2 #x reader

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tonberry-yoda · 1 year

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230 - Cole Cassidy

Pairing - Cole Cassidy x reader

Warnings - none!! (cole cassidy being SUPER FLIPPIN HOT) also not proofread lmao so if there is a mistake... that's too bad ig lolol

Word Count - 1,478

Notes - this cowboy has my heart frfr. lately been having a brainrot. this took me too long to write tho omg. but i feel like im getting a better writing style and i worked really hard on it and my motivation is back!!! <3 i hope you all enjoy and have a lovely day! dont forget to stay hydrated lovlies!!

“Winston!!” You exclaimed, running over to your old friend. The last thing you were expecting was to get a message from him letting you know that he wanted to get Overwatch back together. It had been over two years since you had seen him last.

“y/n!” Winston quickly pulled you into his furry arms, welcoming the tight embrace you put him in. “My, is it good to see you.” He smiled softly, adjusting his glasses as you pulled away from the hug.

“It’s good to see you too, Winston. You look as adorable as ever.” You ruffled the top of his head with a chuckle.

Winston giggled and shrugged your sweet comment off as you heard a sound that you knew had to be only one thing.

Tracer had phased into the room with a huge smile on her freckled face. “y/n?! Is that really you, luv?” She ran up to you and grabbed you by the shoulders, studying every inch of your face without losing her big smile once. “It is! Oh my goodness, y/n! It's so wonderful to see you! I'm so glad you decided to come back!”

You quickly pulled Tracer in for a hug, holding her close. “It's so amazing to see you, Tracer.”

You and Tracer used to work side by side all the time. Getting every mission you were assigned done, quickly and efficiently. She didn't seem to change one bit.

“I can't believe we get to work together again!! I sure did miss working with you, partner.” Tracer winked and nudged you a bit with a giggle. “Oh! And you might get to meet Emily!”

“Emily?” You tilted your head.

“My girlfriend!”

God, you missed a lot.

“Hallo zusammen!!” You jumped hearing the booming, but loving voice of Reinhardt.

“Reinhardt!!” You ran to him, throwing yourself into his giant arms.

You promised yourself that you wouldn't cry, but god it was difficult to hold back the tears. These were the people who you loved, the people you were willing to work with for the rest of your life, the people you wanted to make a difference with.

“Howdy everyone, sorry I'm late.” You froze hearing that familiar southern accent that made your whole system stop.

Yes, you wanted to make a difference with this whole team of people you loved a lot, but this one… this one was an exception.

You turned around and saw… him walk in, the rest of Overwatch flowing in shortly behind him.

“Jesse McCree.” Your teeth were clenched and your mood now ruined.

“Actually,” he put his hand on your shoulder, apparently able to hear your voice that was in a pissed off whisper. “It's Cassidy, pumpkin. Cole Cassidy.”

“Since when?” You didn't even try to hide your frustration as you pulled away from him, trying to walk to the other crew. Cassidy though wouldn't stop following. Just like always.

“Since forever,” he sped up to be walking with you side by side. “So forget Jesse and call me Cole.”

“Yeah, whatever.” You tried to get yourself lost in the crowd, but felt a hand slap onto your shoulder. A metal hand? It was Cole’s… but you don't remember his arm being metal. “H-How…”

“That’s a story for another time,” he removed his hand from your shoulder softly as opposed to how rough he just handled you a second ago, hiding it behind his back. “But what’s your problem?”

“What’s my problem?!” You twisted around, your face only inches away from his. “Do you really have the audacity to ask me that, Cassidy?! Are you acting like nothing happened back then?!” You knew that Overwatch was a place for peace and resolving problems, but Cassidy brought nothing but problems for you. He was the only face you didn't want to see.

“You, little miss thing, were the one who hated me. I never had shit against you.” He smirked and walked all nonchalantly towards the rest of the group, but you grabbed the back of that stupid shawl over his shoulders and flipped him over, gripping his shirt, your face inches away from his.

“Don't act like shit didn't happen.” You whispered through clenched teeth.

“Don't act like we ain't nothin’ sweetheart.” Cassidy smirked at you and you quickly pushed him away, feeling your face heat up.

You hate that cowboy.

“Why are you all the way over there, love?” You perked up hearing Tracer’s voice as she booped over to you with a bright smile. “And why’s your face so red? Are you running a fever?” She cupped your face and you knew you were blushing harder than earlier. That stupid cowboy. He definitely did it on purpose.

“I'm fine, Tracer,” you giggled nervously. “Really. Let’s get back to the rest of the crew.”

“Okay?” Tracer gave you a sidewards glance, but walked with you anyway to the rest of the group, who were all pulling each other into hugs and telling jokes.

It was just like old times. You used to be a group that would try to save the world during harsh times. You would joke around, but also allow yourself to cry on each other’s shoulders. You would walk away from explosions like badasses and go home to stuff your face with pizza.

But all of that just vanished one day. You were alone, trying to help others in your own way. A little lost, sure, but still trying.

Thank god Winston called this meeting. If he didn't, you don't know how the rest of your life would be.

And sure, maybe seeing Cassidy was worth it, even if you wanted to sock him in the nose.

Speaking of him, you and Cole were always at each other’s throats. Was there ever a reason why? No. Not really. You would compete and see who could take out the most enemies and you ended off in a draw. A DRAW. That pissed both of you off, but you didn't know that it would be the last time seeing each other for two whole years.

So you were stuck with a chalkboard in your room. 230-230. That awful number staring at you every morning. You were about to end that streak.

“Wanna drink, pumpkin?” You were pulled out of your thoughts with a jump, seeing Cassidy in front of you, holding a coffee.

You took it with a smile and Cassidy sat next to you, both of you looking out at the happy crowd in front of you.

“What was it? Uh… 205?” Cassidy turned to you with a cocky smile and you just laughed it off taking a sip of your coffee. It was delicious.

“230 actually.”

“230,” Cassidy let out a long whistle. “Damn.”

“I know. I still wanna beat your ass.”

Cassidy looked at you, but your eyes were still glued to the rest of Overwatch. “Do you now?”

You nodded, your eyes finally meeting with Cole’s chestnut ones. “I do.”

“That’s too bad.” Cassidy casually put his hands behind his head, leaning back onto his chair. “Because I wanna do the same.”

“Huh. That sucks.”

Cole laughed out loud, a smile plastering onto his face. “You know, even after how much we show that we hate each other, I am so glad we’re back here together.”

You sighed, placing your coffee down. “Me too.”

“I'm just really thankful that we-”

“Okay. That’s too much. Don't get sappy on me. We hate each other, remember?”

“Oh, that’s right,” Cole grabbed your hand, kissing your knuckles. “We do.”

“It's gonna be nice to compete again.” You stood up, your hand still locked to Cassidy’s.

“Tell me about it.” Cole took it as a sign to stand up as well and you walked in front of him, outstretching your arms.

He tilted his head and you pointed with your head to his arms. He smiled softly and knew what to do next.

He leaned down, wrapping his arms around your waist as you wrapped yours around the back of his neck. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, breathing him in. He smells the same as always. Like nice cologne and burning wood.

You held him tightly, strangely, not wanting to let go.

“I know I should hate you,” your voice was soft, almost a whisper. “But I don't want to.”

“Then don't.” Cassidy’s booming voice was vibrating his chest that you were pressed against.

“But I still wanna beat your ass.”

“Then do it darlin’. But don't expect me to just let you.”

You laughed, picking a fuzz off of his shawl before holding him tighter.

He pressed a small kiss onto your forehead and grabbed both of your hands. “It's so nice to see you again.”

“Tell me about it.”

Even though you were supposed to hate him. You sure did love that stupid cowboy.

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leorawright · 10 months

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If you have a character limit then you can just remove some of them but could you write if you haven't already about how reinhardt, sigma, Zarya, baptiste, junkerqueen, roadhog and soldier 76 would react to their s/o doing the crack my back prank (if you don't know its when a person puts pasta in their mouth and asks a different person to crack their back and as they do it they bite down on the pasta and fall forwards) I'm so happy you have your requests open again

Oh that's hilarious

Overwatch reaction to the reader doing the back crack prank

Reinhardt

You did the prank when he hit you on the back like how he normally greets you

Started panicking cause he thought he broke your back by accident

You notice his very concerned face and start laughing and explain it was a prank

He's not even made he's just relieved he didn't hurt you

Does be a little more gentle when greeting you

Sigma

Also very worried he hurt you when the sound finally registers in his mind as not a normal sound

He starts apologizing profusely with tears in his eyes cause he's worried that you won't like him since he hurt you

When you explain it was a prank he's very relieved

Don't scare this precious grandpa his sweet little heart can't handle it

Zarya

She knew that you were pranking her because both Tracer and Genji did the exact same prank to her

Puts her hands on her hips and gives you a look but you're laughing anyways so she starts laughing with you

But still very unphased so maybe try a different prank next time

Baptiste

He gets worried for a second but then realizes that it was a prank and starts laughing with you

Not mad about it and compliments you on how creative it was

Now you and him prank people together when you're bored

Junker Queen

Completely unphased, but for the reason that she's just so strong that she assumes that's normal

So when you tell her it was a prank she's a little confused for a second

"What's pasta?"

A little disappointed that she's not as strong as she thought but other than that she's unbothered

Roadhog

Not very amused especially not when he figures out that Junkrat encountered you to do the prank

But you and Junkrat don't care and are laughing about it because it was indeed funny

Roadhog just sighs and let's you have your moment by acting surprised so you'll smile

Soldier 76

Very concerned by his own strength before he realized it was a prank

Now he's mad because you made him think he hurt you

But he smiles when you start laughing about the prank

Low key pouting tho

#overwatch x reader #reinhardt x reader #sigma x reader #zarya x reader #baptiste x reader #junker queen x reader #roadhog x reader #soldier 76 x reader #platonic

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mono-dot-jpeg · 8 months

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a flower & flower protector - p. niran [lifeweaver]

summary; you've heard of a sunshine and sunshine protector, well how about a flower and flower protector?

genre/extra tags; fluff, general headcanons abt being lifeweaver's s/o but with a more set dynamic, me just thinking about a dynamic in my head, reader is an overwatch agent (tank to be specific), very black cat & retriever energy in a way?, lifeweaver is the flower.. heh, get it?? bc his thai nickname is bua? which is lotus,,, anyways i love this man

[gender neutral! reader]

a/n; it's a crime that i haven't written for him yet bc i just wish there was more about him. he's literally my only source of representation as a south asian gay (at least the closest i'll get to a cambodian lgbt figure). and i love him so much for that but i will never forgive people shitting on him bc of blizzard's shit timing for everything

ugh, anyways, representation matters and i love him. i lost my shit when he was first announced, it made me so happy to see another type of south asian (especially one close to my family's home country) in my favorite game and he was gay so it was even more impactful as a gay person myself. and i imagine it was the same for a lot of other people.

niran is too nice sometimes

you love him for it but he seriously needs to pump the breaks on trying to do so much sometimes

especially since he is still technically wanted in several countries for his developments in bio light.

he's not,, super golden retriever energy but he's always so bright and sweet, it's hard to not at least say dog energy. maybe at least... chill dog energy. glad to be here but not being crazy energetic about it.

you.. not so much. you're very "i dont mind being here but i dont like it either" and he finds it entertaining and endearing bc even if you hate it, you're with him and making sure he's having a good time and there's no one there to ruin it

you're kind of intimidating but then you stand next to niran and he's so much taller than you ?! you're like near his chin or lips in height, so you're still kind of tall?? but also he is a very tall man in general

some people find it hard to believe that you're the one in the frontlines in battle and he's the one supporting you but it's really cute though

he likes that you're close to his height. "just means easier access to kiss you!" in his words.

he's always the one initiating pda and you never say no to it. you always grumble abt it but he just smiles so sweetly and you end up letting him do what he wants

but in private, you're the one being attached to him

often being the little spoon bc as much as you love protecting the people of the world, you want to be protected too sometimes and that's okay

but you do like being big spoon too and he loves being cuddled when you're the one initiating it

he's always the one rambling to you about his new discoveries and his plants or just anything in general

and you're always listening intently. and you get him things based on what he's talked about recently or what reminds you of him :')

"did you get this for me, dear?"

".. no." [yes.]

"of course, of course." he nods knowingly, sending you that little smug smirk. he obviously knows. "well, then i'm just gonna go ask the rest of the agents if they- [gifted this to me]"

you're hugging him from behind, face pressed against his back, "i hate you so much niran."

that stupidly cute laugh leaves his lips, "i love you too."

the overwatch crew's opinions really vary

symm doesn't mind your presence when you're around, she doesn't mind when you have silent moments bc she has those moments too. you both are close friends

genji kind of relates to you, when you just feel like being away from people but you don't want to actually feel lonely. he finds solace in that. also you both probably meditate together (with zen on occasion), and he enjoys having a meditation partner

tracer is always nice around you, very cheery and always trying to get a laugh or smile out of you. you only spare a weak laugh or a huff of a laugh and niran has to explain that you probably did find her joke funny and you don't want to admit it (which is true). sometimes it's a bit awkward when he's not around to explain that, so you just come off as really really awkward or unintentionally rude (or maybe intentionally if you didn't like her jokes)

you know that baptiste flirts a lot with niran, and you dont really care bc he does that with mostly everyone. you don't blame him (some of the agents are really pretty and handsome but you love niran the most). you trust niran enough. he's a very honest person with you.

bap also tries to flirt with you too. niran joins in to double team you and get you flustered. and sometimes it works. you're unfortunately really bad at handling and accepting compliments.

bap is very flirty best friend vibes but he never pushes past the limits of course. niran's glad to have a friend who matches his energy and you're just glad he's got another place to put that energy

continuing on...

after missions, he's always patching you up. you're the tank after all (you can only take so many orisa spears to the head-)

during missions, he gives his 110% for you and the team. and he does it well ‼️

during those off times (which can really vary what with null sector and the invasion and etc.), you both just try to relax as much as possible. sometimes niran gets really restless bc he just wants to save the world as soon as possible :(

but you remind him about how it takes time and even heroes need rest.

you tend to take care of him more during those off times because he just gets so anxious and he overthinks a bit.

you're very realistic with your goals, niran can get too optimistic, and it can really hurt him. but you keep him grounded.

mm.. let's move to a lighter topic now,,,,

his love language is physical touch and acts of service. his in game,,, everything just screams that to me idk

when he pulls you in his life grip and saves you 😍 (lowkey, i fall in love with those players who save my ass like that as a support player/j)

nah but real talk, when you come back to him in the grip, he slips a hand around your waist, "let me hold you a bit longer, hm?" I LOVE HIM FR FR ‼️‼️

anyways, he likes doing things for you. and the pda thing as mentioned before applies to the physical touch love language ofc

he has to have like a few seconds to gently guide your close to him with his hand on your lower back or to hold your hand. or just hold you in general.

he's the type of guy to say you have something your hair and goes to fix it but there was nothing, he wanted an excuse to make it a kdrama moment

he's like a bit dramatic but you love him for it you know?

he's a bit cheesy but he's cute so it's okay

he's always telling you how much he loves you. you dont do the same, at least not verbally

it's mostly physically/through actions. handing him things he didn't know he needed, buying him presents that made you think of him

very gift giving and acts of service

man this is longer than i thought it was gonna be... um..

idk if i should go further. someone request it and i'll write in-game interactions that would happen or describe flower protector! reader more. /hj

#overwatch niran #niran pruksamanee #overwatch lifeweaver #lifeweaver overwatch #lifeweaver ow #lifeweaver x reader #overwatch lifeweaver x reader #overwatch x reader

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Can you do a fic maybe with Johnny where ur at one of the members birthday party and he can’t stop staring at you / dancing with you? smut???!!

PlayGirl

a/n: Yes ofc I can! Sorry if this is long!!

prompt: It's Ryan's birthday and in order to celebrate you and all the boys go out to some rather large club. Having a couple drinks lead to Johnny's crush on you only becoming more apparent, what comes of it when he finally takes to you?

warnings: Fem!reader, alcohol, SMUT!

You downed the bitter liquor as your face scrunched up from the taste. Even though you had already taken three before this one you still couldn't mask the taste. This is why taking shots with Ryan and Bam was always hard because of how they seemed to take their shots like water.

"Another round for the birthday boy!" Bam spoke loudly to the bartender over the loud music. Ryan only laughing at his nickname for the night. "Guys I don't think I can do anymore." You said as you slumped back into your seat. "Oh come on Yn! It's my birthday you have too!" Ryan spoke. "Ryan my throat burns like hell right now." You said.

"Get a tracer! Geez simple problems with simple solutions." Ryan said with a teasing tone. "Fine one more. That's it though." Ryan nodded knowing that it probably wasn't going to be your last. The bartender soon came over with your threes shots as thanks you could be heard from the three of you.

"Cheers!" Bam said as you all clicked your small glasses together and then threw the liquid into your mouths. You set your glass onto the counter as you stick your tongue out trying to air out the taste in your mouth. "God it just gets worse each time." You said. "Oh grow a pair Yn." Bam said with a goofy smile on his face, the alcohol obviously kicking in for the boy.

"Yeah whatever Margera." You said with a smile and playful eye roll. You hopped off your stool before saying to the pair, "I'm going to go see what the other guys are up to." Both the boys seemed to nod you off and tell you to find them later. You walked away from the bar as you were met with a large group of people to push through. You pushed through the crowd, trying to make your way to the vip sitting section of the club to find your friends.

Once you found the end of the crowd and the small chain separating the club dance floor from the vip sitting section. You unclipped the chain and stepped in, making sure to clip it back onto the post to avoid any possible future issues.

You walked up the small set of stairs to the couches and soon saw the familiar faces of the rest of the Jackass crew. All of them sitting back and drinking various kinds of alcohol.

"Oh hey Yn there you are." Ehren said as his eyes landed on you, Ehren's hello caught the attention of the rest of the guys and caused them all to great you. Though you got the attention of all the boys you caught Johnny's attention the most.

This was his first time seeing you tonight since you drove separately, and he was really going to make sure he took it in. Your outfit consisted of a pair of white converse, black jeans, and a white cropped tank top with a black play bunny logo in the center, and boy did Johnny love it.

The alcohol in Johnny's system wasn't helping the fact he was crazy for you, everything you did drove the boy mad. Johnny was first scared at you finding out about his crush but now he could care less, all he wants now is well, you.

What Johnny didn't know was that you were just as crazy for him as he was for you. He made you weak in the knees every time he would look at you, talk to you, or touch you. He had you wrapped around his finger and you had him wrapped around yours but neither of you knew it.

"Sorry I didn't find you guys sooner Ryan and Bam wanted to take shots at the bar by the dance floor for some reason." You laughed. "Don't stress it dude! Want a drink?" Steve-o asked from the floor, leaning against the couch for more support. Which you didn't understand why he was on the floor since there was plenty of room for him to sit but you weren't going to question him.

"Oh no I'm good Ryan and Bam just made me take four shots and I can defiantly feel it." You laughed. You ended up take a seat on the couch across from Johnny next to Chris and Ehren, you made sure you crossed your legs when you sat.

"Well we are here for Dunn but I guess he didn't want us at his birthday party." Chris said earning a chuckle from you. "He's probably getting shit faced before he remembers we're here and not just Bam." Steve-o responded with a half laugh.

You felt the eyes of someone on you, turning your head straight to see the eyes of Johnny on you. Even behind the sunglasses you can feel his gaze on you heavily. You lightly smiled at Johnny and he gave you a slight nod. Johnny took his hand off the back of the couch and tapped his hand on the open seat next to him. Your eyes widened a bit as his action.

You looked at Ehren and Chris who were both too busy in other conversations so you stood up from the spot between the boys and walked across the room to Johnny, where you took a seat next to him. Johnny placed his arm around your shoulder when you sat down, wasting no time to set the mood he was feeling.

"Well hello Knox." You said with a chuckle. "Hello to ya too, sweetheart." You felt your cheeks flush from the words that fell off his southern tongue. "So why did you sit next to Pontius and Ehren instead of me?" He asked in a voice only loud enough for you to hear.

You shrugged feeling hot at his sudden question. "Aw come on, I'm not scary aren't I?" He smirked. "Only when you feel like it." You teased. Your teasing earned a laugh from Johnny.

"Well ya look real pretty tonight, especially in that top." You looked down at your top and realized what one you were wearing. "I bet you do like this one, more so the logo." You said. "Yeah but more so I like the logo on you." "Oh stop it." You blushed, "Don't get all flustered on me now, playgirl." Your throat went dry at the new nickname Johnny gave you.

"Playgirl?" You repeated. "Maybe that's an understatement on how attractive you are huh?" You shook your head with a light chuckle at Johnny's words. "That alcohol is making you really flirty." "Just speaking my mind doll."

You looked at Johnny, trying to see any glimpse of his eyes that you could. When you finally got sick of trying to make out his eyes you so desperately wanted to see you gently brought your hands to his sunglasses and lifted them onto his head, placing them on his brown hair.

Johnny's brown eyes hung low from the alcohol in his system, but they looked so lovely to you.

"Sorry I wanted to see you better." You said with a light smile. "Don't apologize." Johnny chuckled. Johnny brought his hand up to your face and brushed your hair to the side so he could see your face in the dime colorful lights of the club.

"The things you do to me doll." Johnny said as he shook his head with a laugh. "What things?" You asked knowing well what he meant, but you wanted to hear him say it. "I'd rather show ya." Johnny smirked. Johnnys other hand moved to your thigh as he gave it a squeeze, his eyes looking at his hand then back to your eyes but instead they were looking down at his hand that were placed on your thigh.

A hot blush rose to your face as you picked up his hand and moved it back to his lap gently.

"Not in front of everyone." You said as you turned your head away from his direction, embarrassed of how flustered he was making you. "Then how about we go somewhere private, would you like that?" Johnny asked as he gently grabbed your chin and made you face him.

"Your just drunk Knoxville..." You said mumbled. "Drunk words are sober thoughts." You stayed quiet at his words as you looked into his eyes, the alcohol in your system not giving you a boost of courage like you were hoping. "Come on, let's just go somewhere private. We don't have to do anything you don't wanna do sweetheart." Johnny said in a reassuring tone. You finally nodded at his words and Johnny rose to his feet, holding a hand out to you. You took his hand and he helped you to your feet, but when you were standing he took his hand away from yours. But it wasn't long till he threw his arm around your shoulders.

Johnny lead the way as his arm was around you. He walked you both deeper into the vip section where you past many people, some of the people sitting down were even familiar to you. You had to guess that some where here for Ryan's birthday.

"Hey where is Knoxville and Yn going?" Dave asked the group as he watched you and Johnny walk away from your group. "Who cares just means we can put our drinks on Johnny's tab." Steve-o devilishly smirked.

Johnny walked you a bit further deeper into the vip section till he stopped at a door. The door had the words 'Bathroom' plastered on it. Johnny knocked on the door and paused for a second and when he heard no indicator that someone was in there he pushed the door open.

"Ladies first." He smiled, you thanked him as you walked into the bathroom. Johnny walked in after you and shut the door behind him, clicking the small lock on the door. You stood in front of the sink as Johnny leaned against the wall directly in front of you.

A silence fell over you two in the bathroom, neither of you knowing how to pick up a conversation. Johnny even mentally punching himself for bringing you in here and making things weird.

"So..." You said trying to break the silence. "Did I tell you how much I liked your top?" Johnny smirked. "Yes you did." You giggled. "Well I like it a lot." "I like you, a lot." You said, your alcohol finally giving you liquid courage. Johnny's eyebrows raised at your words, he didn't know what to expect from you but it wasn't that.

"The feelings more than mutual doll." "Really?" You said quickly. You couldn't help but curse yourself for responding to him so quickly. "Yes really, ever since season one when we both were getting sprayed by that skunk and we had to share a bath of tomato sauce. I thought you were really cool for doing that with me even after just our second time meeting. You made the bit fun even though it was hell." Johnny laughed.

You felt your heart become fuzzy at his words, it made you happy to hear Johnny not only say he really liked you and it wasn't just the alcohol in his system but that it was when you also smelled like a skunk.

"I started liking you when in season two you carried me all the way back to the ambulance when I broke my leg trying to land that skate trick off that huge stair case and the ambulance couldn't come all the way to us cause we were so far out in the park. But even though we were fifteen minutes away from them you still carried me the whole way. I don't know but that made me fall hard for you."

"I can't tell you how great it feels to say I like you out loud," Johnny laughed lightly. "Ever since that moment in the tomato sauce bath I just wanted to tell you I liked you and treat you how you deserve to be treated." You looked at Johnny and he looked at you, your brain fuzzy from the alcohol you had and you were sure Johnny's was the same.

"Show me how you think I deserved to be treated then, Knox." You said looking straight at him. The roles of you two had almost switched, Johnny was the only being bold at first but now it was you being bold. "Wha-What?" Johnny breathlessly chuckled out, "You heard me Knox." "Maybe you are a playgirl." Johnny smirk as he pushed himself off the wall and took a step towards you. Johnny placed his hands onto the sink that rested behind you, completely locking you in.

Words didn't need to be exchanged between the two of you as you both slowly started leaning in, your eyes moving from his to his lips then back to his eyes. You moved your hand to his cheek and your lips finally connected.

Johnny's lips were soft, liquor and mint complimenting them. The kiss was quick to get hot, Johnny wasted no time putting his tongue in your mouth and you had no problem with it. Johnny's hands also moving from the sink to your waist.

Johnny moved his hands lower to your legs and tapped your leg, telling you to jump onto the counter of the sink without having to break the heated kiss you two shared. You easily understood what Johnny meant and jumped onto the counter, spreading your legs and wrapping your hands loosely around his shoulders and pulling him closer to you to fill the gap between your legs.

Johnny soon took his lips off yours and kissed down your jaw till he hit your neck where he began to gently bite your neck. You wrapped your legs around his waist as you soaked in the feeling of Johnny's teeth on your neck.

Johnny moved closer to you filling whatever little space you had left, his growing erection brushing against your thigh as he placed sloppy kisses on your neck.

"Johnny-" You whined out, Johnny pulled away from your neck only to move up to your ear and whisper gently. "Gotta use your words doll, I can't read that pretty little mind of yours." He said as he gently bit your earlobe. "I need," You paused from finishing your sentence as a wave of embarrassment washed over you. "You. I need you." You said breathlessly.

"That's all I needed to hear." Johnny said as he began to undo his belt. You followed his lead and unbutton your pants, shimming them down to your ankles as Johnny dropped his pants to his ankles as well. Your body became hot as you looked at the large tent in Johnny's white boxers. "Weren't you ever told staring's rude doll?" Your eyes quickly moved up to his eyes as you looked at Johnny's face that had a smug look on his face.

You didn't respond to him and instead you moved your hand up his shirt, dragging your nails on his abs as you felt his stomach tense up from your touch. Your hand dragged down from his stomach to his boxers were you wrapped your hand around the waistband of his boxers and pulled them down, his tip was a light pink and leaking with pre cum.

Johnny watched as you brought your hand closer to your mouth and spit in it then bring your hand back down to his erection and wrap your hand around him. You gently moved your hand up and down as you spread your spit all along his dick using it as a make shift lube. Johnny furrowing his brows as he let out a breathless groan.

Johnny brought his pointer and middle finger to his mouth and sucked on them till he was satisfied enough with how covered they were in his own spit. When he removed his fingers from his mouth a string of saliva connected his fingers from his lips, it quickly broke when he moved his hand downward to were you wanted his attention most.

Johnny used his ring finger to hook your underwear and pull it off the the side giving him a better view of you. You even spread your legs a bit to help him out. Johnny slowly ran his two fingers up and down your clit causing you to stop moving your hand up and down his dick and bring your free hand to his chest where you let out a soft whimper.

"I can't wait any longer sweetheart m'sorry." Johnny said bringing his two fingers away from your heat as he moved them to your lower back, scotching you closer to the edge of the sink and closer to him.

Johnny grabbed his own length and began to slowly rub his tip against your folds, a breathless moan coming from your lips as he did so.

Johnny then slowly put it in, once he had every inch in you pure bliss ran through his body. Johnny tipped his head back as he let out a low groan. Johnny bringing his head back to level before he began to slowly thrust in and out of you. Your arms wrapping around his neck as you began to softly moan into Johnny's ear, only adding to the pleasure for him.

"God you're so tight." Johnny said with a shaky breath as he began to pick up the pace of his thrusts. "Keep going Knox, please don't stop." You quietly begged in his ear.

You didn't know if it was the alcohol in your system or just how good Johnny made you feel but your toes began to go numb as you quickly realized your high was coming quickly.

"Oh wow you feel so good for me. Never thought you'd feel this good." Johnny spoke. He brought his thumb to your cilt where he began to rub circles, only adding to the pleasure you had already felt. Your hand by habit went to Johnny's upper wrist as he rubbed circles on your cilt, the feeling was almost over baring.

"Knox- Ah- I'm so close already-" Johnny only shushed you softly. "I know doll just ride it out for me." Johnny spoke as various moans fell from your lips.

Johnny listened to the sweet sounds falling from your lips. This was making Johnny only become closer to his high from being able to pleasure you, he loved seeing you enjoy yourself like this.

"You look so pretty doll, like my own little playgirl." Johnny groaned. You only moaned loudly at his words, the familiar know forming in your stomach. "Oh god Johnny- I'm gonna-" Johnny quickened his thrusts and circles around your cilt as he understood what you were trying to tell him.

Johnny's movements only made the knot in your stomach quickly come undone as you let out an ungodly noise from your mouth as your high came crashing down on you, causing you to fall from Johnny's shoulder backwards onto the mirror behind you. Johnny quickly pulled out and moved his hand quickly up and down on his shaft, causing him to cum quickly after he began moving his hand up and down.

Johnny let out a moan as he came, gently stroking his shaft as he came down from his own high. Johnny then slumped onto your shoulder as he panted, your chest moving up and down heavily from your own high you just rode out.

"That was better than I could've ever imagined." You said with a small breathless giggle. "You're telling me, I don't think I've ever came that fast." Johnny laughed as he stood himself up again and looked at you, realizing how you two were in a bathroom of a club for one of your best friends birthdays.

"Ok let's get you cleaned up playgirl, can't have Dunn crying over how we weren't there when he blows out his candles." Johnny said with a smile as he placed a kiss on your forehead.

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